World Youth Day

The Ryanair flight from Liverpool to Kraków got in ahead of time. I began to feel the Polish world already in the waiting lounge as I stood in the queue and heard the swishing and shuffling of the polish language around me- and over there in the line was a youngish looking priest dressed in a bluish cassock praying his beads with a happy face. The plane was full but with only a few backpacking girls amongst the mostly middle aged passengers who were accompanied by quite a few small children.


World Youth Day, Krakow

Well, I am on my way to Kraków. I have decided to travel with a rucksack. I don't know what to expect but Patrick from Germany, an 18 year old of Polish descent, whom I met in Kampala last year during the Papal visit, assures me me that his Polish people are going to look after us very well. No I do not need to bring a sleeping bag. No I will not have to pay for my stay. He will meet me at the airport and drive me to his friends. From a religious sister I have heard we will sleep in a field one night and do a twenty mile walk on another day! Well I am in trim for walking having been preparing for the past six months for my trip to Compostela on foot in October. I have a minute groundsheet tucked away in my rucksack in case I have to sleep out one night. I am happy to learn that the weather at the moment is very warm there.


Development Workshops Cameroon

General Councillor, Jimmy Lindero mhm, visits the Mill Hill missionaries in Cameroon to conduct a number of workshops on development.

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